#Falseren

[constellation-sapphic]

Killer Queen and Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy (both by Queen) are sooooo False and Ren

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[purpletyn]

this was revealed to me in a dream

[calciumyum]

Martyn is regretting his failed proposal coverup on Real Life bonus:

[calwasfound]

k is for kinship. my piece for hermitzine 9 !

check out everyone else's work; the zine is gorgeous and made with such love :]

(process under "keep reading")

[whereisrendog]

at a poly wedding

Awww, they're holding hands (Reference to this)

[nomilatico]

Drawings based on Docm’s HermitPoker! ♥️

The King of Hearts Ren, Queen of Hearts False, and Jack of Hearts Bdubs ♥️

Typical FalseSymmetry activities ^^^

[mellioops]

My emotional support heteros /silly

[rhodeisland-resorts]

You know that post that’s like

‘I went to Mad At You island and none of your friends were there :)’

‘Why were you at Mad At Me island?? 🥺’

That’s falseren to me

[pickastitch]

they are so unnormal about each other

[arkynwolf]

i feel like doc and martyn are both equally obsessed with ren but are on the complete opposite ends of the "will talk to ren about it" spectrum. false is also there, somewhere in the middle of that spectrum i think

[aliteral-ghost]

A falseren webweave (or is it about renchanting? there is more similarity between them than you'd think)

aka the relationship between the sword and the scabbard, the hand and the dog

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[riacte]

"It's rotten work," Ren says. His tail swishes nervously. He has the demeanor of a sad scolded puppy even though no one's scolding him.

False looks up from where she's placing down mud blocks in accordance to the roads that Ren lined out. Ren's theatre kid behaviour must be kicking in now, because to call her work rotten is dramatic and almost insulting.

"It's not rotten to me. There's stuff I would call rotten work, but this is no where near it."

False places down another block. Ren obediently shuffles out of the way.

"Rotten work is when I'm at a tourney and no one's listening to my strategy so I'm left all alone, but then they use my strategy and we actually win while everyone ignores me. Rotten work is when someone sabotages me and I'm the one left to sweep away the pieces. Rotten work is when someone attacks me on purpose and I'm the one who has to apologise for being mad and pacify everyone else. This?" False pulls out another mud block, "is building. And building is not rotten work."

Ren cautiously observes what False is doing, then also pulls out his mud blocks. He moves a few steps forward so he's placing blocks, but out of her way. "It's still work," he admits. "A lot of work, in fact."

False is nonplussed. "But that's what builders do, don't they? And I am the Minister of Transport."

Ren laughs, but it's a quiet laugh. He pauses like he's hesitating, then he mumbles,

"I'm a lot of work."

Now it's False's turn to pause. Her hands continue with placing the blocks, because that's what she does. Building. Grinding. Helping friends out. So on and so forth.

"It's peculiar work for sure," False says, her tone light. "Picking up your stuff when you spontaneously explode. Bugging you about MCC. Teaching you basic colour theory. You can't get orange from blue, Ren. It sadly doesn't work that way."

Ren chuckles at the jab. "Worth a shot, eh?"

False coughs. "Yeah, like I said, peculiar work. But it's fine. I like doing peculiar work because I'm a peculiar person and you're a peculiar person. But together we are normal. Very normal indeed."

Ren considers it. "What if I don't want to be normal?"

"Then we won't be normal."

"What if I want to be normal?"

"Then we'll be normal. Or at least pretend to be."

Ren laughs. "That doesn't make any sense."

False smiles wryly. "Come on now, Ren, when have I ever made any sense?"

He shoots her a grin. "But you're like the most sensible person in the Neighbourhood!"

False lets the silence hang between them for comedic effect. "... No."

"No?"

"If I were sensible, I would've left the Neighourhood long ago."

"Hey!"

"Just kidding. That's why I'm not sensible. That's why I like not being sensible. Besides, I'm not the one who organised the ministry or planned the roads. You did. You're the one with the vision. I'm just following it."

Ren looks around the paths and his tail wags in excitement. "But you're contributing to the vision! I saw the bits and pieces you added! It looks great, by the way!"

False nonchalantly continues placing. "Yeah, you see, that's part of the peculiar work. You draw up the canvas and I edit in the details. It's like how we did the raceway last time."

"Yeah, but I haven't grinded as hard this time around. Too busy with my permit, my dude."

False giggles. "Would you call getting the beacon permit drawing a short straw?"

"I mean, I was the second to die in Demise, but you won and everything worked out in the end, so I don't mind." A pause. "Also gives me a chance to kill those dastardly withers as revenge for all the times they defeated me."

"Right, it's a lot of work to kill them, never mind farm them."

Ren sighs deeply. "There's definitely a lot going on. Especially those buttons, man."

False glances up. They're both still doing the roads. She watches Ren shift up a step and place down a mud brick slab.

"Yeah, but it'll be worth it. I'll buy your beacons. Actually, you can go do your buttons. You can kill some withers. I'll take care of this."

She can almost hear his apologies— sorry that she's doing the roads that he was supposed to do, sorry that he didn't reply to her messages, sorry that he's the way he is.

(And maybe he picks it up too— the way she actually means "I'll take care of you". He always seems to instinctively know what she means under her contradictory and confusing words. In the same way she instinctively knows what he means.)

Ren softly chuckles. "It's peculiar work."

"It's peculiar work especially if it's me, and especially if it's you—"

False sets down a mud brick slab right next to the one Ren placed. Just one slight push, and the pattern of the bricks align like they'd been inseparable from the get go. The corner of her lips quirk up.

"— but that's why I do it."

[falseren]

not to be dramatic but i think a lore person inviting someone to be a part of their lore via a custom lore prop with their name on it and giving them full access to everything they’ve done and everything they will do is such a great act of love. i love telling stories so i would love it if you could be in all of my stories always and forever. you can take part in all the stories i weaved and am weaving and will weave. it has your name on it so it only ever belongs to you ♡

[telemcchus]

AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN REN DIES IN THE FIRST EPISODE WHILE ON AN HOUR LOG MINING EXPEDITION AND FALSE HASNT DIED YET. WHY IS S10 ULTIMATELY S6 IN A DIFFERENT LENSE ?!?

[transfemzedaph]

falseren fans. a gift for u. from the background of beefs video